Eightfold Immortal Talent!

Eightfold Immortal Talent!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the Immortal Fortress, Song Changming had arrived early to wait.

More than three hundred trial participants had come with him. After asking around, he learned they had all come for the Heavenly Soldier positions.

"Haha, then all of you Immortal Practitioners are my competitors," said one straightforward fellow with a laugh, seemingly looking forward to the trial.

"Hey, how are we competitors? Once we ascend, we'll all be colleagues," another immortal chimed in, brimming with confidence, already convinced there would be a place for him among those ascending to Heaven.

"That's right. When we meet again then, we might have to share a few cups of Heaven's fine wine!"

"..."

Song Changming stood amid the crowd without saying a word, merely looking around in an attempt to gauge the cultivation and strength of his competitors.

Unfortunately, most of them were quite cautious. Their auras were restrained, making them impossible to read.

Of course, he was the same.

Not until broad daylight did the gates of the Immortal Fortress swing open.

"Trial participants, enter the fortress."

A booming voice rang out from within and reached every immortal's ears.

"What a fierce, powerful aura!" Song Changming's senses were sharp. From that booming voice alone, he could tell that its owner was extremely strong. At the very least, in terms of physical strength, he had achieved results comparable to Song Changming's own.

The immortals did not hesitate and surged inside.

Quite a few of them had actually experienced the Heavenly Soldier Trial before, some of them more than once.

It was simply that the results had not been ideal. None of them had passed.

Of course, the more they tried, the more chances they had. Perhaps one of the immortal